The thing about sheltering in place, for months, is that you go through stages. Once you’ve gotten through the grief over the end of the world as we know it, and you’ve watched every season of every show ever, and you’ve attempted art project after art project (while secretly hoping you’ll discover some thus far … More Hatched
A month ago, before any of us had any idea what was coming our way, we were doing life like we normally do – but times eleven. We were going to volleyball tournaments every weekend for both of our girls, we were both incredibly busy at work, my husband continued to study for exams required … More Fever Pitch
My girls often reference friends of theirs that live elsewhere. “So and so is doing this…” we’ll ask who that is, and they say “oh he lives in Washington.” Or “she’s my friend from Maryland.” Their networks are large and expansive – carefully cultivated digitally. Their worlds are made up of TikTok, SnapChat, and Instagram … More Made for This
Two weeks ago, if you’d asked me how I’d feel about working from home, with a significantly lighter workload, and tons of time to write, do house projects, and hang with my family, I would have said “fantastic!” and I would have jumped at the chance. Color me surprised, now that this exact scenario has … More What day is it? Who am I?
Feel free to hum the George Michael song – I’m listening to it as I type. I love to travel. Of course I love to travel to places I love like New York, Chicago, London, and Paris. But I also love to travel for work, pretty much anywhere. When I travel alone I always feel like I’m recalibrating. From … More Freedom
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Okay, worst of times is an exaggeration. It is most certainly NOT the worst of times by any means. It was the best of times, it was the not super awesome of times. Better. Also, it’s like I am Dickens, amiright??? It is my birthday week. I KNOW!!! If … More Birthday Week
For the past 29 days I’ve been on a mission to start my second book. This one is a little different. I started my first book in the structured comfort of my masters program. There were hard deadlines, regular feedback, continuous movement forward. Having no thesis to work towards, no advisor to impress and/or tap … More (I Know This Much Is) True
